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THX 0477

Joined May 2009.

552 stories, 6 challenges, 5998 comments, and 28 friends

Dr. Tim’s Neurotic Rules of Ficly Life

[Disclaimer: This is not intended to be binding nor in any way an expectation of general members of Ficly, league members, family members or wearers of Member’s Only jackets]

1. Comment to Story posting ratio must exceed 5:1. Goal is 10:1. In other words, I write a story then find five others (at least) upon which to comment before writing another.

2. For every solo shot or sequel of my own material, I must write a sequel or prequel to the work of another author. If I’m going easy on myself, participating in a challenge also fulfills this requirement.

3. If someone comments on one of my stories, I go find one of theirs upon which to comment. It only seems fair, and I like to think it encourages commenting.

4. Awesomeness is the goal, always. Call me on it when I fail, please.

5. Clearly mark mature content and err on the side of caution.

6. Golden Rule remains in effect for all sequels, prequels, and comments.

Stories

  1. Time Comes and Time Goes

    Henry froze, his face going stoically solid. Time ground nearly to a halt. Martin just huffed and returned his gaze to the darkness before them. “It doesn’t have to be that way,” Henry protested. “Not about s’posed to be, ...

  2. One Voice After All

    “I gotchu, battle!” That was Richards’ voice. Was it? Perhaps it was only a dream, a stinging hot dream. “I.” That was hardly a sentence. “Got.” Barker tried to speak, tried to make light of something, of whate...

  3. Remains of the Hot Day

    The day is hot. Spot, every spot heated up, up, up. Down, down beats the brightness from the hole in the sky. Air rises. Hope falls. I love it! From craggy perch to rustling weeds I get to flit. I get. I flit. I flop and flap. I chortle and giggle. All...

  4. Breathless Tales and Dusty Trails

    Heaving and panting down the country road Kevin and Robert kicked up as much dust as a whole mess of hounds. Delbert brought up the rear, choking on dust and attempting to halt the other two. “You idgits!” Delbert rasped, “You dag-gum...

  5. Semi-There Sunrise

    Things went blank. Or flat. Or perhaps just semi-there, but loud. The night became a flash of images and information punctuated by gunfire and mortar explosions. Bits and pieces of salient information emerged as if from a fog—friendly positions, ...

  6. Hot Dead Run

    Sweat runs in rivulets and flits back in the oncoming breeze. Worn Reeboks pound out a desperate rhythm across gravel and cracked pavement. A pitiless Arizona sun watches the dead sprint with a burning eye. With a hoarse swear, Mark skids around the co...

  7. We Should Go

    Her girlfriend stands in the waves, only to her knees. The water pushes at her shins then drags at her heels. She smiles at the discordant effort. Janet ponders her own body in the sun, amused with her tan lines, less so with the red of her suit upon h...

  8. Songs, Rhyme, and Failure

    “Tatter, tatter, naught and matter,” hummed the old drunk as he stumbled across the cobblestone. Every other lamplight was blown dark by the gale. Those that stood valiantly against the inky black of night did so in feeble enough mien. He s...

  9. The Captain in the Powder Room

    “Welcom aboard, er…lieutenant,” came the greeting from near a lantern’s dim light. An appropriate piping accompanied the heavy boots’ tread onto the deck, little more than a whispered whistle against the rising wind. ̶...

  10. Laying Down

    I lay down. It’s a bad idea, as the odds of getting up again seem to reduce each time. That’s not in any way some dramatic allusion to death, just a statement as to the vitality and reliability of my joints. The ceiling should be blank. It ...

  11. To Feel Beneath

    With neither rhyme nor reason, Barker awoke. Pitiable attempts to will himself back to sleep met stiff resistence from something deeper, more primal. A huff and a sigh preceded his reticent roll onto his back. High above the thin clouds had all but dis...

  12. Darkness in the Bright Sunshine

    Harv squinted at the sunlight. He hated it, but taking lunch at his desk meant suffering random greetings and small talk as foisted upon him by his fellow cube farm prisoners. That simply wouldn’t do. Crackers from the yellow package went into hi...

  13. Infection: Revelations and Business

    “The ennnnnnnd,” croned a wizzened roadside preacher in a braying nasal tone, “cometh to us all! We can no more escape the wrath of the Lord than we can hide from the sun. His. Judgment. Shall. Return!” Some in the crowded shout...

  14. Explosives, Darkness, and an Uneasy Sleep

    The glow sticks were fading to nothing. Embers smoldered but gave off little in terms of light or heat. Overhead a roll of clouds robbed the night of its gay decorations. Situated as best he could between two boulders on the least offensive of the grav...

  15. Dennis, His Missus, Or Something Else

    “Dennis. Dennis? Dennis!” “You’re very shrill when you get tired, you know.” This, mostly likely, did not represent the best response in the given moment. He’d uttered worse things, usually more quietly. Mrs. Uldridg...

  16. Gone Baby, Gone

    The mother, holding back tears, frantically pulls at blankets and sheets. The effort is in vain but required by maternal instinct, as is the glance around the dimly lit room. The window is closed. The closet door is closed. The ceiling is a swirl of bl...

  17. On the Scene, Ready for It

    A battered pick-up ferried Doctor Wonder to the disaster in progress, driven by a pair of well intentioned citizens eager for their hero to arrive in a timely fashion. The hero thanked them, weakly and quietly, before turning to carefully make his way ...

  18. Only the End

    Neglous remains still. Great clouds of the tempest gather above. Small, furtive drops of rain are warning shots of the coming deluge. A groan erupts beneath the ground, eons of fire bent on escaping contained by little more than rocks and dirt. A champ...

  19. Ready Companion and Welcoming Kisses

    A tiny voice came from beyond a hedge, interrupting the war drum beat of trainers on the gravel road, “Hey! Hey, Per! Where ya’ goin now?” Per solemnly replied to the tufts of reddish hair bobbing on the other side of well trimmed bus...

  20. Even Heroes Get the Blues

    A sparce wind flicked bobbing weeds this way and that. The field stretched in all directions, a sea of green and tawny brown. Solitary and still, a hulking figure sat in the middle, eyes downcast and hands idly pulling apart seed clusters. Face red fro...

  21. Noir: Tugger's Epilogue

    I stare out across a fertile plain, a view many might call mundane. The waving heads of wheat comfort me; The low, rolling clouds help contain my wandering fancies. I’m not saying I like the midwest now or being away from the city. Perhaps I̵...

  22. Down and Out [Version II]

    “You…look like hell.” Despite the vulgarity the statement was said with all due affection, one corporate slave to another. Garrison looked up the series of motivational pictures printed in grainy quality to the top of his cubical wall...

  23. Cloud of the Mistress

    Come to me, my goddess from the East Fade this cruel reality to nil Take my sight, cloud my mind For this brief time subsume my will Come to me, my mistress from the East Seduce me minute to minute Then own me every hour If this be my vice let me sin i...

  24. The Company of Birds

    I see the birds. They swoop in gentle arcs, all grace and streamlined elegance. In flight their voices remain mute. Once nestled on a rooftop here or a hesco there a stacatto song erupts, call and response between a dozen of them. Some are small, chika...

  25. Outer Indent

    With rapid steps the ornate chamber gave way to a rather mundane hallway, then to a tunnel through rubble, and finally to a dusty outside world. Harlow winced at the light filtering through high clouds and couldn’t help but turn and consider the ...

  26. A Gothic Stroll [Version 2]

    I remind myself it’s not even fifty yards. My mother’s mantra about everyone else being equally insecure bounces from one side of my brain to the other before being summarily booted out. How did we get this far apart? We used to be so close...

  27. Ad Quod Damnum

    Her mouth draws tight, a line of suppressed rage. It would have to do for a glare. The warrior sighs and considers his blade, pitted and stained. “Thou judgest me?” she demands. It is an accusation meant as rebuke wrapped in a question. He ...

  28. Within a Regal Chamber

    With brute force he enters the regal chamber, dripping the dark spoils of combat. The room is white and made all the more sterling by the moonlight flooding in from the balcony. The woman on the bed starts but does not scream. “The seer queen, mi...

  29. Arabesque, Suggest, Acquiesce (Version 1)

    Roderick took the quiet mumbles as permission to continue his self expression, which he did with gusto. His mother flopped down at the dining room table, sifting through bills without actually seeing any of them. Her mind clanked painfully over punishm...

  30. Noir: Liebhaber in the Boat Dock

    Just about the time I decide this woman is completely delusional we row into a covered boat dock. A very large fellow with the lightest blonde hair I’ve ever seen stands to greet us. He doesn’t look happy, or perhaps his heavy brow is alway...

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